Something I wrote.

Suicide · 07-24-2008, 03:10 AM

Wanna be like me?

when I get high I feel like flying
lighter than the sky I feel like frying

I die in my mind and am soulless on my feet
my mind is in a distance galaxy
I saw a shimmering light blasting off like pirates on a big ship!

your eyes blasting out of your face like sound waves buzzing through the air
your hair standing strait like long legged spiders moving on the distant earth beneath our fleets
your tongue blasting war rockets off at the oval hanging THING
worms swimming through your fingers and wrists like a disease in Africa
legs feeling like thawing out racks of meat with the cold air arising from within them

your an adventurer in a distant galaxy
you write like a god and fly like a genie coming out of the gold bottle filled with herb
green smoke rising through the cap he appears with ganja and 3 wishes for you
you can wish to be god or to fly or to be invisible or to have x ray vision looking through girls clothes

down the greenish Mountain Dew down your throat with a cold chill of an avalanche wiping out 10 cars and 4 skiing white powder splashes in their faces and crushes through the car windows

fake tales from San Francisco flail through the room echo through your ears
going to a wedding disco in hell with out a bride or groom

failing rock star on his way in the bathroom shouting echoing his song before the show after he sniffs a line of coke off the bathroom mirror
stroking the guitar strings vibes coming off them like New Orleans voodoo echoing through the air
soft words floating from his mouth through the air in and out the ears of the perfect ravers
fling around your glow sticks, break them open and douse yourself in gasoline
light up a match with a flick of a finger, glow in the night walking through flames

I light up a lighter, heat rising from the metal, the puff of my breath
smokey and distant through the minds eye
the flame flickered as I breathed
in the pipe the flame goes burn the weeds and inhale the flame
down your lungs into your brain the relaxation the freedom of flying off the roof
eating fire at first, get the feeling of the vibes through your fingers
inhale with confidence
smoke cigarettes blow the smoke through your vodka and coke
steamy cold drink smoking with the essence of high
wave goodbye to reality step into my world

want to be like me now?

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